âWhat?â Dolores suddenly tensed. They had just seen each other a short time ago, why could she suddenly be hospitalized?
âWhat happened?â Dolores asked nervously.
âI have no idea too. Sheâs at Peopleâs Hospital No. 2 right now.â
Matthew leaned toward her and casually placed his palms on her thighs. Dolores was wearing a black base sweater, jeans, also wearing a khaki windbreaker to go with it. His warm palms caressed her thighs ambiguously, âDonât worry.â
Dolores looked down at her hand, âSheâs pregnant. Itâs not good news that sheâs hospitalized.â
He suddenly grabbed her thighs. Dolores frowned and said word for word, âIâm driving.â
Matthew looked at her seriously and said, âI want another daughter.â
Dolores pursed her lips. She and Matthew had not taken any safety precautions, but she did not become pregnant.
When she gave birth to Samuel and Simona, the doctor told her that she had damaged her body, so it would be difficult for her to conceive again.
At the time, she thought she already had them both, so it didnât matter that she couldnât conceive. But nowâ¦
âWhen you have time, you should go change their last names,â Dolores said earnestly.
If she was going to be together with Matthew and couldnât have children in the future, one of her two children had to bear at least the surname Nelson. Otherwise, Matthew would have no children bearing his last name.
Matthew lightened his grip on her thigh slightly and gently stroked her instead. He remembered Dolores telling him that she could no longer conceive, but he thought she had said it casually.
It seemed to be true. They hadnât taken any safety precautions since they had been together. But so far she hadnât been able to get pregnant.
In fact, when they first slept together, she had gotten pregnant and given birth to Samuel and Simona, which meant she was extremely fertile. This time, however, they had been kissing for more than two months.
âI donât want to get pregnant again.â Dolores was very afraid of that painful feeling. Until now it was still haunting her memories.
Every time she thought about it, she could feel the lingering fears in her heart.
If her body was fine and her relationship with Matthew was stable, she didnât mind enduring the pain of pregnancy one more time.
However, even if she had wanted to, it would be impossible. Therefore, she could be honest and tell him plainly, in case he was still clinging to some fantasy or hope.
Without fantasy or hope, there would naturally be no disappointment.
The car was parked in front of the hospital. The two of them, sympathetically, did not pursue the subject for now, and the mood was a little subtle.
Matthew got out of the car in silence. When Dolores approached him, as if to break the subtlety, she deliberately asked, âDid Armand call you?â Matthew only answered her with a faint hum.
Dolores thought to herself, âDid Armand find out that Theresa was pregnant? Did the two of them argue and thatâs why Theresa was hospitalized?â
Reasonably speaking, if Armand knew Theresa was pregnant, he definitely wouldnât argue with Theresa.
She was worried about Theresa and walked hurriedly. Matthew put his arms around her shoulder but said nothing.
Doloresâ volatile emotions slowly calmed down. Following Matthewâs footsteps, they arrived in front of the operating room.
Armand was sitting in the corridor and his clothes were still wet. However, as he had been in the hospital for quite some time, some parts of his clothes were already half dry from the air conditioning.
He paced anxiously, back and forth, in front of the operating room door. At the sight of Dolores and Matthew, he stopped moving.
âDoloresâ¦â
âWhat happened, why did they hospitalize Theresa?â asked Dolores.
Armand chided himself, âIt was all my fault.
If it werenât for him and Phoebe, he wouldnât have gotten into this trouble, and noâ¦.
âI want to know everything!â said Dolores in a stern tone.
âPhoebe kidnapped her, and she was injured in the explosionâ¦â Armand gave a brief explanation of what happened. Dolores was stunned and couldnât believe what she had just heard. explosion?
Her legs went limp and she almost fell to the ground. Luckily, Matthew was at her side and held her up in time.
Doloresâ voice was trembling, âArmand, did you know she was pregnant?â
Boom!
Armand felt as if he had been struck by lightning. Theresa was pregnant?
Then, the blood in her body?
He felt as if a piece of his heart had broken off and the blood gushed non-stop.
Painful. So painful.
âDidnât you know? Dolores approached him slowly.
Armand spoke hoarsely, âNo⦠I didnât knowâ¦â
Slap!
Dolores became very angry and slapped him hard in the face, âTheresa was reluctant to hit you. Iâm going to punish you for her today.
I thought you always knew what to do and could take care of her, but I didnât expect you to be so indecisive.â
If Armand had been more attentive from the beginning, this incident would not have happened.
Armand could not refute. He could only slap himself: âIt was all my fault. It was all my fault.â
He felt distressed, remorseful and regretful. And all these emotions turned into heart-rending pain. He still thought of him in his last moment and pushed him into the water. But what about him?
What had he done?
She should have known. That time in the hospital, I should have thought about it!
âDamn it. Iâm doomed.â Armand collapsed on the floor with a face full of tears, he looked like a beggar in the street.
He clutched his head in despair.
Dolores stepped aside and did not stop him or dissuade him. It had all happened because of him, and no one else was to blame.
After at least two hours, the operating room door finally opened. Armand heard it and quickly got up and rushed forward. He grabbed the doctor, who had not yet removed his surgical mask, and asked, âHow is he?â
Matthew rested his hand heavily on Armandâs shoulder and said, âCalm down first-howâs he going to talk if you grab him like that?â
Armand knew, but he couldnât control himself. He was afraid, afraid that something had happened to Theresa.
Dolores came over and apologized to the doctor, âIâm so sorry. Heâs just too agitatedâ¦â
âCoughâ¦â The doctor swung his hands and took a breath. Then he just said, âDonât worry. Itâs all right. Iâve seen many anxious family members before.â
Dolores clasped her hands, âIs she okay? And your babyâ¦â Armand turned away and his body wouldnât stop shaking.
The doctor let out a sigh and felt sorry, âShe had already lost her child before she was brought here. Her injuries were quite severe, especially the burn on the right side of her face. Itâs impossible for him to recover. However, you donât have to worry about that, because plastic surgeries nowadays are quite advanced. Donât be too sad and be glad that she is still alive.â
Doloresâ eyes were sour, were Theresaâs injuries that bad?
âCan I see her now?â Dolores spoke in a hoarse voice.
The doctor shook his head and said, âWeâve taken her to the Intensive Care Unit. Although the operation was successful and she is out of danger, her injuries are too severe. Therefore, in case of an unexpected incident or any postoperative infection, you should visit her after twenty-four hours. By then, we will send her to the normal ward.â
âIf I canât come in, can I see her from outside? Armandâs eyes were bloodshot.
The doctor looked at him. He could feel the pain he was enduring at that moment, so he nodded, âYou can take a look from outside.â
After Theresa was sent to the Intensive Care Unit and settled, the nurse took them to see her.
âOnly two people are allowed.â Said the nurse.
Matthew wasnât planning on coming in anyway. He was only here for Dolores, as he feared she might feel heartbroken.
Dolores knew of his concerns. He shook his head and told her, âIâm still fine.â
Then, Armand and Dolores entered the Intensive Care Unit.
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